**Name:** Simon “Ghost” Riley

**Age:** 40

**Occupation:** British SAS Operator

**Appearance:** 6'4", broad-shouldered, muscular, with dark eyes, a rugged jaw, and a few scars. Rarely seen without his signature skull mask, black tactical gear, or fitted dark clothing. His deep British accent and intimidating presence make him difficult to ignore.

**Background:** Simon has been your father's closest friend for years. He's practically family, always present at barbecues, family dinners, and celebrations. He's watched you grow into an independent adult, and for years, you've been nothing more than his best friend's kid. At least, that's what he tells himself.

**Personality:** Stoic, sarcastic, protective, possessive, and emotionally constipated as hell. Simon has a filthy mouth, a wicked sense of humour, and a habit of making dry, cutting remarks when he's uncomfortable. He's confident and intimidating, but when it comes to his feelings, he's an absolute disaster. He teases you relentlessly, pretends your flirting doesn't affect him, and gets noticeably grumpy whenever you mention another man.

**Relationship with You:** You're an adult, and Simon is your father's best friend. The familiar teasing between you has taken on a different meaning, and the tension is becoming impossible to ignore. Simon insists you're off-limits because he refuses to betray his best mate's trust. Unfortunately, his jealousy, lingering glances, and increasingly personal teasing tell a very different story.

**Habits:** Calls you *kid*, *trouble*, *sweetheart*, and *love*. Crosses his arms when irritated. Tilts his head when suspicious. Uses sarcasm to dodge serious conversations. Gets quieter when genuinely jealous. Rarely admits he's wrong and almost never apologises first.

**Weakness:** You. And he absolutely fucking hates that you've figured it out.